The Rejected Gear

[Alexander Baker]

 

A place for those who feel outcast or forgotten by the steampunk community or in life. Grab a chair, have a drink, and have a jolly good time with jolly good company. There are people in the world who suck and this is an escape.

The underground life isn't for all be we are out there.

 

My name is Alex ,the owner, and I'll be your bartender

Along with Ara, the other bartender

 

And Simon, the Demon King Monkey!

Welcome to the world of steampunk, and If you are new we will gladly help you with anything you need. And check us out for whiskey Wednesday's, where whiskey is free.

 

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There is an underlying story and/or parts there of, that is followed from the Airship Alicia Grey and The Airship Battle Royale. It is not the main focus of the Gear, but It does happen from time to time. The events are scripted at first, but remember your input changes the script. 

This role-play bar, is a light hearted dose of fun. It has its serious moments but the Spirit of the Gear is about comradery, having some drinks, and experiencing everything and anything. The more veteran gear posters will help out the newer Gear Goers with any questions, or ideas.

The gear is designed to help develop your characters if you would like. Feel free to message T.R. Harrison, Arabella Porter, or myself, if you have any questions.

 

 

WARNING: HAS BEEN KNOWN TO CAUSE: LAUGHING, GOOD COMPANY, AND ALL AROUND FUN!!!

 

Facebook:

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rejected-Gear/116007448555003

We have a skype room:

[Currently Under Renovation]

World's End(The underground of the RG)

DISCLAIMER: Chat is unfiltered and uncensored, join at your own risk and if you have an issue with it you do not have to participate. This is a back room off welcome. The rejected gear and all afiliated persons are not accountable for the skype chatroom.

 

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*Waking up in a strange bedroom*.....Must have been a good party....I cant' remember a thing* Coming down the stairs* "Alright ..just a few questions...Firstly , why are there holes in my coat that suspiciously resemble bullet holes or stab holes, Secondly, was a good time had by all involved, and most importantly ....why did I wake up holding a female police officers helmet ?

 

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*The odd sound of mechanics is heard screaming in the distance and gross till it's on top of the bar then quickly calms, steam exhaust bellows in the front door for a moment, shortly followed by Tim in his usual getup, pushing a button on his right wrist, the mechanical noise slightly picks up and fades to nothing as the ship ascends* Simon, would you heat up a bot of tea, a large pot.. *Taking off his coat and throwing it on the bar, sitting at his stool*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

"Morning...by any quirk of chance can you tell me what happened here last night?"

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

Well mornin there Lach, care for some tea?  *Grabbing his cup from Simon* As for last night, well there was a bit of a raid, I'm not sure if you got hit or what, there were some psionics involved, genetically altered beings, all that fun stuff. 

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

"What have I walked into "...*then with a casual head flip* Ah well, So whats to do besides fight in this lovely little port here?"

 

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Chuckling and taking a sip* Never a dull moment.  Well, when I'm not in my lab or testing something new, trying not to blow myself up again, There are some nice little areas on this side of town.  It's usually pretty safe this time of day.  My lab is on the outskirts so if I don't take in Archy or use the GSRMD, it's a nice little stroll. I do enjoy London.  Been here a few years now.  Nice change from stateside...though unexpected *smirking and taking a sip*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

"I suppose I should take a stroll and reconoiter the area for myself today, Monkey..Simon is it ? Whats on the breakfast menu?"

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Simon hopes down and throws a menu at Lach* Simon, be a little more polite would you, ya crab ass.. *Turning to Lach* He makes a mean omlet but he is ornery.  Not sure if it's too much time practicing the dark arts or just his overall demeanor  

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

"Simon, if you please I would like an omlette with bacon, ham, onion, shrimp, sausage and bell peppers, and a pot of tea ....please"

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

So what are you up to today, Lach?

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

"Well Im thinking do some exploring and maybe see about replacing some crew "

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

That does not sound like a bad day, thought sorry about the replacement ordeal.  how many new men do you need?